Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

What are you doing.

This is a good question.

The answer is: After receiving the bouquet of flowers, I haven't had time to speak.

But in the eyes of Mr. Mori, things are a bit serious.

Many years ago, he and Ms. Rimbaud tricked each other into entering the civil affairs hall to sign the marriage certificate, and then, there was nothing after that.Not to mention the wedding dress, not even the wedding, not even the wedding ring... also... well.In fact, he gave her more and more gorgeous jewelry one after another, but she always wore that simple ring that was too plain to match her appearance.

Miss Rimbaud has countless boyfriends, but if she is married, she will still wear the ring properly.

The problem is that right now, the professor is wearing a snow-white wedding dress, standing on the path where the fallen leaves are slowly falling, and beside him is a tall man with deep eyes.The setting sun cast an orange mist over them, and the light was so beautiful - it would be better if there were no green leaves falling on my head, thought the PortMafia leader deadpan.

What makes Mr. Mori feel very heart-wrenching is that...the other party is ten centimeters taller than him, even if he secretly puts insoles in his shoes, the ten centimeter gap is still difficult to eliminate.Moreover, Andre Gide and Mori Ogai couldn't beat him either.

Just like he couldn't beat Mr. Paul Verlaine, he could only hide behind his wife.

Just very angry.

"Ma'am? Well, I'm here to pick you up, who is this?" The black-haired man in a white doctor's coat asked halfway, and his momentum gradually weakened unconsciously, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

——The cold leaves sprinkled all over my face, and my wife's rebellion broke my heart, almost like this mood.

Mr. Gide didn't think that sending flowers to other people's wives was an illegal operation. If he had to be reasonable, she didn't know where her current husband was when he pursued Attila.

Professor Rimbaud doesn't think there is any problem with accepting flowers from other men, and what he accepts is not a hotel room card. Would you like a pitiful look about to be divorced: "This is my past lover. It's been a long time. We broke up almost 15 years ago. years."

"That's right, I've been dumped by Miss Rimbaud for almost 15 years." Gide's voice was low and pleasant.

Mr. Sen's expression became more pitiful - this person looked about the same age as him, how old was Professor Rimbaud 15 years ago?I can't bear it!

What about the police?I want to call the police!Here's a lolicon mutilating minors!

At the critical moment, the burden of being an idol as a BOSS saved the plot style, and Mr. Mori coughed quite calmly: "Well...how about finding a place to sit down and chat slowly?"

It is convenient to arrange manpower in advance to ambush and kill this guy!

"No, it was just a chance encounter, there is nothing to talk about, let's go."

She walked away from Gide with the forget-me-not, grabbed Mr. Mori's tie and dragged him away.The tall man stood under the tree and said something that almost caused Mori Ogai to touch him directly: "Altila, I love you deeply, but I desperately admit that when you are far away from me, I love you more deeply."

This is basically face-to-face NTR. None of the previous leaders of PortMafia has suffered such a loss!

However, the other party still didn't intend to stop there: "My beloved Rose, I set the standard of life too high for you, so that after losing you, everything is meaningless to me."

Mr. Sen's finger flicked slightly after being hit twice. Rimbaud quickly pulled his tie closer and gave him a kiss. Gide stood there with a calm expression: "Smart choice, you know the result of your fight with me It's just going to be a draw."

As for her husband?Hehe, he didn't even bother to waste time humiliating him in terms of force value.

Miss Professor didn't talk to him any more, dragged the petrified Mr. Sen and turned around to leave. When passing by the trash can, she stuffed the bundle of forget-me-nots into it, which was quite rough.

"Baby, you are so hot."

Responding to this sentence was the subspace bullet fired from Rimbaud's hand, Gide easily dodged it, and disappeared into the night with a generous smile teasing success.

Mr. Guangjin was waiting outside the campus in his car. From a distance, he saw Mrs. Chief coming in her wedding dress. Mr. Chief was crying and hugging the skirt for her. He didn't know what was going on.

He got out of the car and opened the back seat and bowed to salute. The professor slightly bent his back and occupied the rear half of the car by himself.There was no way, the skirt was too big, and she didn't plan to stay on campus any longer when Gide suddenly appeared.As for changing clothes... Forget it, just go home and take it off completely.

Mr. Mori didn't care about the hem of the skirt, he piled those white gauzes together and pushed out the seat and squeezed in next to his wife. Hirotsu Liulang quickly closed the car door, went to the driver's seat and drove away.

The atmosphere in the car was a little heavy.

Mr. Sen suffered three consecutive critical attacks and was forced to pry the corner of the wall face to face. He couldn't adjust his emotions for a while, and the white gauze he held in his arms was almost torn apart by him.If it weren't for Professor Rimbaud's kiss to promote the right of ownership in the opposite direction, probably it's not just a piece of white yarn that is about to be torn apart now.

Mr. Guangjin has always known how to advance and retreat. In front of the leader, he will only show enough respect to the leader's wife. Chatting or something is basically impossible.

So the heavy atmosphere continued until the car stopped outside Rimbaud's house.

As soon as the car door opened, Mr. Sen went down, took two steps with his head buried, and then turned back to help Rimbaud drag the hem of his skirt and help her stand upright.Guangjin Liulang felt that there was not a big problem between the two, so he drove away after saluting as usual, and did not interfere with the leader's family affairs at all.

The door opened, Chuya and Dazai were both at home, Adrian lay on his old seat and licked his paws, looking like he was full.

Rimbaud dragged his gauze skirt and walked in. Dazai whistled when he saw it, and was immediately attacked on the back of the head.He dodged it easily, but unfortunately, Zhong Ye reacted quickly, and the backhand slap came back with a crisp sound.

"Oh!", "Why are you suddenly wearing this kind of skirt?"

Rimbaud ignored Dazai's wailing, and turned over to touch the invisible zipper on the back while walking towards the stairs: "To send off the graduates today, Imai's class wants to take a photo with me, the clothes are also prepared by them, how about it?"

oh!It turned out to be a request from the students, so... this is too much to bear!I never even took a wedding photo with my wife!

Mr. Mori, who was following behind, had a relaxed expression at first, and then became more bitter and bitter.

Just lemon, very sour.

But, there are some words that cannot be said in front of the son, and some faces that cannot be disregarded in front of the son.

The two of them went upstairs and entered the bedroom one after the other. As soon as the door was closed, the two teenagers looked at each other.

—to listen?

Better not.

Are you not curious?

I don't want to be beaten.

When it comes to being beaten, Dazai calculated that he was almost enough away from a ruthless meal, so he didn't dare to make too much noise.Bored and turned on the PSP, looked at the record and wailed: "Why? Why do you always refresh mine!"

Even if his predictions are exhaustive, his body reaction can't keep up with such a fast beating rhythm. Didn't he mean sneaking in?What does it have to do with Kai Wushuang?Did the designer not understand the meaning of the word "infiltrate"!

Zhong Ye sneered "Heh", full of sarcasm.

The two teenagers immediately started arguing in the living room, and they didn't try to eavesdrop on what their parents had exchanged in the bedroom.

Do you communicate...

It was Mr. Sen's first attempt to get a close-up look at his wife's strength. As expected, he only had time to draw out the scalpel, and after spinning around, he lay down on the bed and posed like a heroine.

Damn, this heroine script is stuck in my hands and I can't get rid of it, right? !

Rimbaud clasped his wrist with one hand and his throat with the other. He sat on Mr. Sen's waist and raised his eyebrows condescendingly: "What? Do you want to try your reward amount?"

"I just want to retire a little bit. Why don't my wife go to work in PortMafia for me? I'll stay at home and be a full-time housekeeper and take good care of my wife." The beautiful streamer swirled in the purple eyes, and finally reflected in the world.

It's a pity that Professor Rimbaud was not moved by the beauty at all, and resolutely refused: "No, I'm too tired! You don't know how to cook."

"I can learn now~" Xueba is so unreasonable.

The professor who also fucked this character set smiled very happily: "Then can you reach the level of Mr. Aaron?"

"That's really difficult. Can I reach the level of Mr. Zhongye first?" The undead dragon should not be underestimated.

"I don't ask for trouble. You can work hard on your own. I have lent you my son. Don't ask me for someone else!"

She let go of his wrist, and the one that was strangling her throat was also supported on his chest.

The air became beautiful again, especially the wife was still wearing a pure white wedding dress—it was a bit lethal.

Mr. Mori entangled her fingers in turn and intertwined her fingers absently, and lay there with the other hand moving along the waistline, implying that it would soon become explicit.

"Madam~"

He hesitated for three seconds between continuing to eat lemons and taking advantage of his wife, and decisively chose the latter.

Lemons, you can eat them after you get up from bed.

At least right now, he wants to confirm whether this wandering "girl" who has returned from a thousand sails has used this place as a port of rest... Wait, are there too many unwelcome ships that want to crowd her?

The purple eyes that became calm and silent again because of deep thought overlapped with the scene when they met many years ago, but this time Professor Rimbaud is not in a state where he is covered in scars and blood and urgently needs to hide his identity.The warm hand pressed against the throat again, much lighter than before, not beyond the level of playfulness.

"Are you trying to recover benefits?" She approached, her bright brown eyes darkened, he was interrupted by this sudden question, he thought for a while before answering: "The money recovered by the leader himself The amount must be huge, exceeding expectations, and it is an important matter that cannot be entrusted to the subordinates with confidence. Of course, there is absolutely no room for loss."

The words are quite serious, and it doesn't matter whether a person is serious or not. Fortunately, I don't need to eat the lemons for today, and I will save it for the future depending on the situation.

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感谢在2020-03-0618:40:02~2020-03-0710:14:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xia Kong mirror 1;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xia Kongjing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!